Half of the setting sun hid into the hills, and the afterglow splashed on the earth like gold. It was a spring rain earlier, and the grass on the ground was covered with water droplets, and fine spots of light flashed under the light.

On Sunday, I drove the last sheep into the sheep pen, ran to a straw truck, and happily shook my tail.

The female spy jumped out of the car bucket, stretched, shook off the grass chips on her body, and squatted down to rub Sunday's head.

"Good dog, good dog! I'm the most obedient on Sunday... Where is Shirley?"

She looked at the sound of Sunday, and on the hillside in the distance, a snow-white and extremely handsome Tibetan wolf stood like a statue.

As the sunset sinks a little longer, the earth will be dyed with bloody red. At this time, wolves are rising and falling from the depths of the mountains and forests in the distance.

Shirley also raised her neck and let out a long pill, as if responding.

Recently, female spys can always see such scenes in the sunset. She squinted her eyes and looked at Shirley's silhouette against the light on the hillside, just like other gray wolf. She walked to Shirley and gently stroked Shirley's back hair:

"Go home, Shirley."

Alphado, who had been waiting at the entrance of the ranch, stood up.

...

At dinner time, you looked at Shirley who was eating and thoughtful Sunday, saying:

"Have you noticed that Sunday seems to be always dedicated to Shirley during this period."

"Yes," said the female spy: "The estrus period is here. Dogs and wolves are not quarantined for reproduction. Why, do you want me to help with sterilization?"

"Has Shirley been sterilized?"

"No, I'm not sure about removing the uterus and ovaries, but it's still easy to cut an egg..." As he said that, the female spy crossed the knife and fork, making the appearance of scissors, eager to try.

You subconsciously clamp your legs.

"...Let's talk about it? I'll ask for Sunday's opinion..."

...

The next day, you devoted yourself to the great cause of planting and planted rice seedlings in the terraced fields. You were busy until afternoon when you suddenly heard anxious dog barking. On Sunday, you ran from the other end of the ranch to find you.

"What's wrong? Sunday." You asked, still screaming on Sunday, turning around from time to time and shouting in the direction of the ranch. You had a premonition that something bad might have happened, and hurriedly threw down what you were doing, took off your water shoes, and ran back to the village with Sunday.

On Sunday, you will be taken to a hillside near the woods in the pasture, and your heartbeat will be beaten immediately.

——At the hillside, there is a large piece of blood.

The female spy and Shirley are gone.

On Sunday, she ran towards the direction of blood, where the trail led to the mountain. The female spy said before that she moved all the animals from the zoo to the mountains.

If the blood was from a female spy, why would she break into the mountains?

The feeling of anxiety gradually rises. You go deep into the forest as you go Sunday. When you reach the back, the blood is getting less and less obvious. Fortunately, you feel a little sensitive on Sunday and can keep track of the smell of the blood.

Walking hard in the woods for more than ten minutes, you screamed excitedly on Sunday, but your heart tightened.

You found the female spy. She was leaning under a tree and bandaged her right arm with a torn cloth strip, but she was still bleeding. Her lips were pale and she had lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

You ran up and just straightened the female spy and wanted to pick her up horizontally, she woke up. When you saw you, you could still squeeze out a smile.

"What did you do? Why did you come here?"

The female spy opened her lips slightly and said angrily: "It's Shirley..."

"Sherley? Did Shirley bit you?" You were a little unbelievable, but the female spy's gloomy expression made you sure of this.

You didn't expect that Shirley, who was with the female spy, would do such a thing, and she was furious in her heart. But the female spy grabbed your hand and said:

"Sherry... ran up the mountain... and wanted to bring her back..."

You are a little angry. Even if you are kind, you have to have a limit. In your impression, she has never been a woman with a lot of Virgin hearts.

"When is it still thinking about this? Didn't it run away by itself? Besides, how can we raise a wolf that can bite people?"

"No...not that..." The female spy was a little anxious, putting her hand on your shoulder, but she couldn't use her strength, and she spoke in a vague crying voice.

"Sherry has always been lonely...you don't know..."

You ignored her and picked her up. The female spy struggled to get off, but she was weak and powerless.

"You put me down...I'm going to find Shirley back..."

"You're crazy!" You were really angry: "Do you know what's going on now? There are so many wild beasts on the mountain and you've shed so much blood. Will you die?"

The female spy raised her head with difficulty, stared at you, gritted her teeth and said:

"If you don't let me go, I will hate you for the rest of my life."

You said expressionlessly:

"It's better to make you hate me for the rest of your life than to let you die."

The female spy was stunned for a moment, and the expression on her face suddenly became very strange. You don’t know how to describe it, should it be sad? Or maybe it’s more like grievance. She tried hard to tighten her face, and finally buried her head in your arms the moment before she cried in a mess, and her tears broke into her dam.

"Please...Please, Zhang Sirui..."

"Sherry will die... She is going to find her family... Her family doesn't want her anymore... She will die..."

...

Two years ago.

The zoo is still a bustling zoo. Parents and children, or young couples, all kinds of humans travel through the garden. At that time, the zoo was still peaceful. Tibetan wolves on Wolf Mountain did not need to be hunted, and people would provide them with nutrition and abundant food every day. Tibetan wolves are the most common wolf species in China. They are not too rare in zoos, nor are they particularly popular with humans. The wolves live a leisurely and comfortable life.

The Wolf King couple will give birth to a wolf cub every year, with four or five births per child. Each wolf cub is like his parents and is an ordinary Tibetan wolf.

But this year is different. Among the wolf cubs born by the mother of the Wolf King this year, the genes of a little wolf cub have undergone a slight mutation.

She is a very rare white subspecies.

The snow-white Tibetan wolf looks extremely beautiful. Although this color of hair will make it easy to be discovered during hunting, there is no need to hunt now. The little white wolf was born in the eyes of human favor. At that time, the white hair was not a curse, but a blessing from heaven.

Before the little white wolf was weaned, she was taken to the "animal kindergarten" of the zoo for tourists to take photos. People can also line up to hug her and take a photo. She was treated better than other wolf cubs. Animal doctors would conduct physical examinations on her every day to ensure her health. The wolf pack is also a family system, and the members are in harmony and love each other.
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